Too Short, Mc
Rap like me, go straight to the top, keep doing what you're doing And you're sure to get dropped like a trick, nothings even up my A million albums sold and hard to believe well it's true homeboy It's not a lie, I used to sell tapes on side I used to the 40 bus around the way Me and Fred Benz, slanging all these things, that we did Grab the and start making hits You fronting Mc, I to cap You make hit and you still can't rap I said it before
I'll say it you don't believe me, ask your fans When I walked Cali The place was packed, Sir Too don't stop that rap I rapping my rhymes, all the time, you got no rhymes So you listen to mine I'm not a fight, just telling it right The best rapper who ever grabbed the mic His name is Too Short, now shut your In '81 I was rocking the house, I'm a hustler, baby, up I hustle day and I don't sell drugs
I don't run no gangs, shoot no dice the same damn speech to the Oakland Vice But if you pushing, just like you When see me on the strip, coming through I break it down so vicious it'll your back With the beat so loud Too Short raps That's it, I'm set no need to that bullshit I a, Oak town, big time sound just enough beat to get on down
So, you other rappers to mine, you wouldn't catch Short Dog rapping nursery call my rap trash, jam the junk Put a on the cover, X-rated funk, it's just me You say I go far but I won't stop rapping 'cause I rap so hard From here to New York, back to I bumped your girlfriend, don't say I didn't ya All time you said she's your hoe you really shouldn't give Baby all that dough she it all to me 'cause I fuck so good
I practice on the girls in my neighborhood when I'm freaky I rap, I spit a rap to a freak, I ever think about a sucker Mc I go platinum, it's like slapping 'em, bitch Short Dog in the house, starting some shit, Mc's rock and roll But the albums they never go gold When I was young, I knew I'd be one of the time I made a song it came out so fresh I was the King of the Oak town, spitting my
10 years later, nothing changed still the boss of the bay And I know they say they call me Godfather And they call you gay get with it, 1990 Your girlfriend's out trying to find me She heard about me, I fucked her best I guess she wants to see if I can do it You want to be like me, so bad The impossible dream all you had
If you could rap like me, you have the dream Start rapping quit flapping like a chicken If could rap like me, they say you're so But when talk about you, they say you're so fake And as the days go by, you can't forget, the way I you feel trip like you, I've seen 'em before, you keep on saying fuck Too Short But I'm a better Mc than you and a damn thing you can do, but trip
On the TV screen, in the when they interview you You just make up things, on an ego trip And fronting like you're down, you're not the first real rapper the Oakland town, you're just a new Jack, and you can't even rap You wanna trip? on that I'm like Mc Lyte checking hoes tonight If you're not a real rapper, get off the mic 'cause a fake Mc A song's never you'd better learn to rap like me
Thought you to be like, Too Short Thought you want to be like, Too
Whenever I rap, you call it I'm tearing up shit up like The Acorn on 10th street, I got a big freak, until you learn To speak, realize you're 'cause it's the Oak town And they all get down to the rhythm of the Too Short sound It goes boom, on ya Dangerous Crew from Oakland, Just don't 'cause Short Dog is hard, if you answer my rap
I tear your ass just like this, it lasts forever You a song and I make one better You say I cuss, I say fake Your eyes pop open like plates, you fronting Mc, I hate to cap I make hit records with the vicious raps, I said it before, I'll say it The boy ain't nothing but one of my like silicon titties
Can you feel 'em? How can a fake rapper get a real one? Shit, I'm that man I like you like the Klu Klux Mc's want to front on me? My posse got a real Mc, Too Short and it stop And it don't stop, and it won't stop 'cause I'm Too Short On the microphone and I'm
you want to be like, Too Short Thought you to be like, Too Short Thought you to be like, Too Short Thought you want to be like, Too
Now back to the subject, my boy Mc you say You can't rap like me, rappers like me make hits Rappers you talk bullshit, I told my boys there's a new Funky drummer in town, you're trying to be James Brown If I couldn't be me, who would I be? I sure wouldn't be A sucker Mc 'cause I'm not like you, my is true
I pimped hoes and I pimped you, Too 'cause I'm boss And boss makes the rules, you disobey and you be a One, remember how it all don't guess, the answer is Oakland Two, you'd better learn to rap me or you like to be a fake Mc Three, never down on a player I wouldn't care if you was Fred but not least, number four don't ever mess with Too Short, bitch
Thought you to be like, Too Short Thought you to be like, Too Short